Ning An took the agreement from the table, divided it into two parts, and stuffed one into his bag.

"Thank you for finally letting me go, before I turned into a yellow-faced woman. At this point, I seem to have to be grateful to you." Ning An and him sat face to face, like two familiar strangers.

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"I'm really tired of it. There's nothing interesting in bed. My appearance, figure, and personality all make me lose any interest." Song Shaoyan chuckled.

"That's really difficult for Mr. Song. This year must have been very difficult."

"Suffering doesn't count. It's almost the same when you turn off the lights." Song Shaoyan chuckled, "I think my brother treats you like a treasure. Since he treats you as a treasure, I gave it to him. His vision is really bad.

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Ning An clasped her hands on the sofa. These words made her tremble all over, and there was a fierce light in her eyes.

She looked at Song Shaoyan with hatred, her eyes burning like fire.

She really didn't know how she fell in love with such a man in the first place. She was really blind.

"Song Shaoyan, you are really capable." Ning An gritted his teeth, "I wish you happiness in the future. You can marry the woman you love, have children, and live your whole life."

"I will." He looked at her with a smile.

The smile on his lips seemed to Ning An to be a huge irony, mocking the youth and the price she had paid over the years.

There was a sudden spasm in the lower abdomen, and Ning An covered his stomach with one hand.

She knew that she was really angry with him.

He has this ability.

She looked at him with wide eyes, looking at his unruffled and calm face.

"Song Shaoyan, you should have signed a long time ago. Otherwise, you are already married to the woman you love, so why wait until now. If you can afford to wait, she may not be able to wait." Ning An sneered.

"Does my matter have anything to do with you? Hmm?"

"Oh, it's me who talks too much." Ning An chuckled, his face turned pale, "Is there anything else? If not, I'll go back."

"Take your things away."

"I have brought the useful things to the apartment, and you can handle the rest by yourself."

"You don't want the ring in the bedroom?" Song Shaoyan glanced at her lightly, "That ring is still quite valuable."

"Have you sincerely given it to me? If not, what am I going to do?" A marriage that didn't even have wedding photos, she knew...it was a mistake from the beginning to the end.

"Oh, forget it." Song Shaoyan showed no expression, "Ning'an, am I getting what you want? I have long seen that you feel differently about my brother."

"I said, your brother is better than you in everything. It's normal for me to feel different about him, right?" Ning An smiled.

"What do you think he likes about you?" Song Shaoyan sneered.

Ning An couldn't stay in Song's house any longer, so she stood up and put her bag on her back.

"Mr. Song, I wish you happiness." She glanced at him coldly, her eyes as cold as blades, so easy to get together and easy to break up.

"Same."

Ning An left the living room wearing slippers and walked to the door.

Her fragrance still lingers in the air, which is her unique gardenia fragrance.

Song Shaoyan didn't see her off, so she walked to the gate of Song's house alone.

Song's house is still like this. She hasn't been back for almost half a year, and nothing has changed here.

If she leaves this time, she will never come back to this place again in her life.

Here, her marriage, which had been buried for a year and a half, was finally over.
Chapter completed!